Origin Paradise!

The woman in white sat upright, her long eyelashes like frost, her lips pale cherry-colored, her expression extremely aloof, but the corners of her mouth were naturally slightly upturned, as if she were full of affection even though she was expressionless.

The person had an exaggerated figure that defied common sense; the full and proud curves were concealed by the white clothes, yet they surged with each breath, as if the fabric was on the verge of bursting.

Her waist was so slender it was almost deformed, as if it could be grasped by two hands. Her legs were long and straight, with plump and soft thighs, but her calves were as thin as crane feet.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Mirai Kamishiro couldn't help but take two steps back, feeling inferior. The other person had a delicate, classical oval face, but an extremely voluptuous figure. Sitting upright, her buttocks resembled a full moon, with captivating contours.

Beside her, Jiang He listened to the notification tone.

[Executor's Exclusive Tip: Your authority level is far higher than that of Executor Pei Xuanran. Based on a comparison of mental stats, we have obtained some unilateral intelligence.]

[Name: Pei Xuanran]

[Ordinary Beings in the Age of Heroes]

[Strength: 68 (?)]

[Agility: 67]

[Constitution: 64 (Great Calamity Sword Body)]

[Spirit: 66 (Severe Petrification)]

[Charm: 49(?)]

[Class: Sword Master LV90]

[Energy Value: (Petrifying)]

[Character Information: Currently in the realm, the most outstanding disciple of the legendary peak being, the Ancient One, whose master was the Ancient One's last disciple—Mr. X. This being has completely perished.]

[In the Divine Court world, the acting sect leader of the Jingzhou sect, the Intercepting Sword Sect, possesses the legendary inheritance—the Life-Stealing Technique/Intercepting Sword Technique]

[Due to a special mission to seize the eye of the ancient serpent god, he descended upon the post-apocalyptic world. This world possesses a powerful consciousness capable of unconditionally expelling hero-level beings. He attempted to assassinate the True Ancestor of Night with the strength of a sub-hero, but the mission failed. His soul and energy were petrified. Death countdown: 11 days, 23:00]

[Due to a severe abnormal state of his soul and energy, his current overall strength is at the peak of the Gold level (special skill level)]

Jiang He pondered to himself. Thanks to Wu He and Lao Ning, he knew a little about the Supervisor, or rather, the entire Great Xia player community had a basic curiosity and understanding of the faction leader.

Before the end of the Dharma era, the Supervisor had nine disciples. Some of them failed to survive to the point of transcendence and recovery, but the eldest disciple was at his peak and had been cultivating for quite some time, ranking among the top players. Later, he went through the God-Making Project and had reached the pinnacle of heroism.

The second disciple of the supervisor was the most talented, but he left the sect after becoming a player and his whereabouts became mysterious.

According to the rules of the supervisor, each direct disciple can only take on and train a maximum of two disciples. According to some overseas opinions, the master-disciple relationship may also mean a certain flaw in the supernatural realm.

"Ordinary heroes and ordinary people."

Jiang He thought to himself, the Jianzheng lineage is basically one of the most prominent among the extraordinary forces in the Great Xia and even the entire present realm. They are also the first to know about the resurgence of the extraordinary and the reopening of the battlefield.

Whether he was born with the qualifications or hunted down and banned later, Pei Xuanran roughly represents the era of the top players in the first tier, but he should not be considered legendary, since the alliance between the orthodox and order bureaus still controls the order of the Great Xia.

As a player who entered the closed beta at the end, he has already greatly narrowed the gap with top players thanks to the sin of gluttony.

Chapter 521 The Battle of the True Ancestors

"I am here to thank you all for coming and for your help."

Inside the stone house in the underground headquarters, the old man spoke kindly.

"Now that we have several high-level combatants joining us," Pei Xuanran said calmly, "then the operation can begin."

Upon hearing this, Nanase Maki realized that the Wrath Organization already had a well-developed plan, and immediately asked, "What are your specific plans?"

“It’s nothing more than stirring up trouble,” Pei Xuanran replied. “Lawrence’s death has been confirmed. According to the tradition of the vampires, the high-ranking nobles in the same region are obligated to attend his funeral. At the very least, the city’s controller, Krog, will definitely be there.”

"Four tactical-level attackers will be buried. The high-level combat forces on both sides will be evenly matched. At that time, the garrison troops guarding each area will definitely be dispatched. At the same time, the Fury Organization will attack the city's core, the Blood Temple. As long as the blood pool inside is destroyed, the city buildings that use it as energy will collapse on a large scale."

"Chaos is our opportunity."

Nanase Maki fell into thought, her expression hesitant.

Jiang He calmly said, "First of all, we must be clear that there is no basis of trust between us. Secondly, the key issue is how to retreat after being surrounded during the attack on the funeral."

This issue, despite his lack of outstanding combat capabilities, is a point that both sides must consider.

Silverblade and Shindai Mirai nodded silently. Their fundamental goal in coming here was to conquer the vampire city. Because their goals overlapped with those of the Fury Organization, the two sides sat down to cooperate, but it was impossible for them to unconditionally obey the orders of the Fury Organization.

Nanase Maki's voice was slightly cold as she said, "I am the heir of the Nanase family of the Taiko Nine Clans, and the head of the Magic Department's Operations Department. I have the authority to negotiate on behalf of the operations personnel. This is Prince Coffin, who was a sealed experimental subject not long ago. I hope he will not offend your side."

Silverblade's expression was strange, while Shindai Mirai looked somewhat bewildered.

Jiang He stopped speaking, but a hint of ferocity flashed in the corner of her eye.

Violence +3.

The old gentleman said kindly, "Miss Nanase's concerns are also something we value."

Pei Xuanran maintained her aloof and goddess-like demeanor, with a faint frost between her brows. However, a beauty mark at the corner of her eye added a touch of subtle charm.

She said, "I will be traveling with three tactical-level personnel, so your side will need to send one person to escort the Fury Organization's operation against the Blood Palace. As for how to retreat, I have a spatial teleportation treasure on me, so I will be safe."

“Since there’s a way out,” Nanase Maki ordered, “Silver Blade, you will coordinate with Operation Fury.”

"Understood." Silver Blade replied with his head down. The other party was not a combat type, Miss Jiuye's condition was unstable, the Prince was the main combat force, and the only one who could stand alone and had the stamina was himself.

Jiang He said calmly, "You'll regret this."

Nanase Maki, her anger barely concealed, said, "I am the Minister of Action."

The old gentleman stepped forward to ease the tension, saying, "The funeral is tomorrow night; we can arrange to approach you under appropriate identities."

……

The following night.

In front of the Raging Steel Spire in the southern district of the vampire city.

White flowers filled the venue, and snowflakes danced in the gloomy sky.

Hundreds of nobles and pure-bloods who held real power were invited to attend Lawrence's funeral. Among them, the four high-ranking nobles, including Krog and Cole, had all arrived first.

A huge portrait hung on the wall behind the coffin, depicting Lawrence leading a horse and leaning on his sword, looking majestic and extraordinary.

The priest presided over the ceremony in an orderly manner, with everyone dressed in the traditional black robes of the vampire clan, and the sacrificial music was solemn.

"Who will succeed Lawrence?"

On the four chairs in front of the coffin, Cole began to discuss the real important matter, while the other two high-ranking nobles exchanged glances without speaking, waiting for Krogh's response.

The higher-ups in Hamamatsu, the vampire city, belong to the Night Ancestor. Only this Ancestor can bestow primal blood and elevate the lower-ranking nobles under his command to higher positions.

When it comes to the origins of bloodlines, Kellogg, as the first member of the family, undoubtedly has the most authority to speak on the matter.

“I don’t know,” Kroger said firmly.

The other three were all taken aback upon hearing this.

"It seems the True Ancestor has really arrived," Cole sighed.

The fact that the True Ancestor's representative remained silent in this situation where there was no power vacuum meant only one thing: the True Ancestor did not need his subordinates to act on his behalf.

A high-ranking nobleman looked on with some anticipation and said, "Mr. Kroger, is there any hope that I can meet His Majesty the True Ancestor?"

Not all high-ranking relatives are qualified to meet the true ancestor; the bloodline is usually granted on their behalf.

Kroger shook his head. He couldn't arrange actions for his superiors. No one knew if the other party was interested in today's funeral; perhaps, in their eyes, it wasn't even as valuable as a piece of red bean bread.

The funeral proceeded smoothly.

The music is not sad; on the contrary, it contains a light and joyful undertone.

For vampires, funerals are also important social occasions, and such a grand and solemn gathering as today is extremely rare. There are many nobles who are rarely seen at other times.

"So, 'assigning a role' just means being a waiter?"

Mirai Kamishiro, dressed in a black fitted suit with black pantyhose hidden beneath the straight trouser legs, held a tray of bright red wine in her hand. She quietly raised her hand to her ear and muttered a complaint.

"We've done our best to infiltrate the vampire banquet as humans, but as long as we can eliminate these lowly alien species, we should accept temporary forbearance." Pei Xuanran mingled with the band, her skin as white as ice and her figure as jade. She wore a floor-length white dress that was exceptionally elegant, but because she was so voluptuous, the fabric at her chest was so tight that it created a semi-transparent illusion.

Before they knew it, a dozen or so handsome blood nobles had gathered around them. However, due to the occasion and the fact that they were human and their targets were of lowly status, none of them were willing to make the first move, lest they become a laughingstock for their lust.

Jiang He stood in the corner, his charm value reversed, giving him an extremely faint presence. While waiting for the nobles to arrive, he savored the vampire's bright red wine.

"Senior, I can't find you. This job reminds me of when I was doing part-time work. What were you doing then?"

Mirai looked around. Although she was currently a tactical-level mage, the four vampires not far away were all at their peak combat strength. Even without activating her Divine Descent, they posed a significant threat.

"Wine tasting."

"Hey, how does the blood-infused wine taste?"

"Objectively speaking, it's not as sweet as your fresh blood."

"What nonsense are you spouting, senior!"

Mirai's face immediately flushed, and she couldn't help but gently stroke her left shoulder and neck. The feeling from the past still lingered, and she could even imagine the shape of her teeth.

"All attendees are present."

At the top of the spire, Nanase Maki serves as one of the servants who set up the vampire blood-burning ritual. She has a good view of the entire venue.

"start to act."

In an instant, three three-dimensional scrolls appeared in the corner of the operatives' field of vision, with red dots marking the Blood Nobles' real-time location and basic status.

Upon receiving the signal, Mirai Kamishiro's shyness vanished, replaced by seriousness and focus. She drew her Tsukuyomi sword from her pouch, quickly running two fingers along its blade. With a nimble turn, an unparalleled circular slash swept across the room.

Swish!

The six lower-ranking nobles and twelve purebloods around him were instantly decapitated, their blood gushing out like a fountain.

At the same time, a streak of light traversed more than half the distance of the venue, and before Krog and Cole's horrified eyes, it smashed two high-ranking nobles to death with its fists. The flesh and blood that exploded like fireworks stained the white sea of ​​flowers in front of the coffin red.

But at that moment, Nanase Maki exclaimed in slight surprise, "The goddess is gone!"

"Repeat it again, the goddess disappears."

On the original orchestra stage, only slight ripples echoed.

……

Boom boom boom!

In the city center, after the main garrison troops supported the funeral site, thousands of soldiers began to attack the Hall of Blood. The Fury Organization's accumulated strength over more than a decade was on full display, with 70% of the Fury Steel guns and cannons that had been reported damaged or destroyed in the past appearing here.

Silver Blade led the charge into the blood-red hall, his silver folding knife tracing graceful arcs as blood splattered everywhere.

On the distant overpass, a dozen high-ranking members of the Fury faction were fiercely directing the operation. An old man sat on a wooden chair, his blood-stained Fury Blood Sword lying across his knees. He suddenly looked up, and a beautiful figure appeared.

[Note: Teleportation has ended. Your Epic Skill - Man and Sword Are Different - is now on cooldown. Time: 1 day]

"Wouldn't this be a bit inappropriate?" the old man said with some shame, his voice low. His Bloodlust Sword contained a large amount of ancient serpent god's blood, which was originally a powerful weapon to deal with the vampires of this world, but he was going to run away.

Pei Xuanran said coldly, "The True Ancestor of the Night is in the city. The person I assassinated before was naturally not an ordinary noble. In my current state, the rebellion has no chance of success."

"With an action team drawing attention and the Fury organization creating chaos, it's a sure thing for you and me to withdraw from the vampire city."

"Even if we take a step back and say that we've captured a city, it's not really the big picture. Your true mission is to return the Bloodthirst Sword to the fortress."

The old man looked worried and said, "But your condition..."

"It's alright, the bigger picture comes first," Pei Xuanran replied. She was indeed about to die, but as long as she could complete the special mission—thwarting the True Ancestor's plot and returning to the present realm—she could ask her master for help. At that time, an immortal-level petrification curse would be of no consequence.

The Bloodlust Sword is most likely the key target for the Night Ancestor to enter the vampire city.

The two did not avoid the topic of conversation.

The high command was stunned. Some were angry, some were desperate, and some still refused to believe that the leader and the goddess had betrayed them.

“Goddess…” the reviewer forced a smile, “You must be joking.”

Pei Xuanran drew the epic-level Heaven-Slaying Sword hanging from her slender waist, and her equally epic-level Heaven-Mending Robe automatically adjusted, changing from a floor-length gown to only reaching her ankles.

The old man closed his eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.

"Out of consideration for the few months we've worked together, I'll give you mortals three breaths to escape."

Pei Xuanran said coldly, "As long as you can escape my sight, your life or death is up to fate."

The high-ranking officers immediately scattered.

Unfortunately, the vampire city does not perform awakening rites for those with magical aptitude. No matter how these high-ranking individuals try to escape, they can only face despair on the long overpass.

Pei Xuanran unleashed a sword strike, and streaks of sword light wove together to form a fishing net that fell down, instantly annihilating all the high-ranking members. Only in this way could the Fury Organization avoid being forced to back down from the brink of disaster and instead ignite complete chaos by losing its command structure.